wait is a waste

Sitting here I wait...
For you... Where have you been?
Nowhere to be seen!

I turn my head up, and I look
Upon the sky so high
I hope I don't die
Over something You took.

I can still breath
But my heart ain't here
Did you hide it, (teehee)?
I can't find it anywhere..

Is it there between your hands
That my heart stands?
You're keeping it as a tool?!!?
What am I? Some sort type of fool!?

All these questions bug my mind...
Maybe 'cause I found something you didnt find :)
I feel it within my heart
And i guess, thats how things start.

So sitting here I wait...
I wish it all doesnt go to waste.